Tout fout le camp

We are masters of the land
We think we're almost gods
And bam! face down in the dirt
What are we? Just a bunch of losers

CHORUS:
And up there the birds
See us so small, so tiny
They circle, circle around us
And shout: Crazy! Crazy!

We're all swimming in stupidity
And we invent our own flags
We put colors on our shirts
But under the shirt, there's just skin

CHORUS

Listen to the world going mad
Long live death, long live the end
Not one shouts long live life
We're all just murderers

CHORUS

And the whole earth is rumbling
Good season for volcanoes
We're gonna blow the world up
Hold on tight, everything's falling apart!

And up there the crows
See us so small, so tiny
They spin like crazy
And shout: It's ours! It's ours!

Life could be so beautiful
If we just wanted to live first
Why overthink it all
When there's good sunshine outside!

VARIANT:
And yet the girls are beautiful
And there's nice sunshine outside
Why overthink it all
To hell with everything, let's live first

And up there the crows
See us so small, so tiny
Shout: the men are crazy
They don't give a damn about us!